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No, one of the French brotherhood

was in the team

that had to clean this wing.

So, he got them for you...

Why all these questions? I'll place

the fuses, even short ones.

How important are our lives compared

to liberation from the tyrant?

Maybe your friend

doesn't want too many victims.

There may be hundreds.

So? How many thousands died

because of Napoleon I?

How many will we count

under this one called Napoleon III?

Perhaps you have the artistic aspect

of the cathedral at heart.

For me, you could have

taken these papers

directly from the Ministry of police.

Who guarantees you're not a spy?

What else can we expect?

The president

of a democratic republic

has become a tyrant,

he has people call him Emperor!

Isn't that worth a cathedral

and a few hundred dead?

Listen to me carefully, Angelo.

We decide what to do and when.

In this type of thing,

it's best to use your head

not your belly.

I made the mistake,

by violating Mazzini's advice

not to have anything to do with you.

It was the last chance.

Gentlemen...

We'll meet again.

- Good evening.

- Good evening.

What is it?

Opium.

It wasn't easy to find this quantity.

And above all, it's very expensive.

It's no drug for our pockets,

my dear Crispi.

What did this man from France want?

Show his plan

to assassinate Napoleon III.

Mr. Bernard?

It's you.

I've thought about what you said.

Finally! So?

You can count on me.

- And Mazzini?

- He means nothing to me anymore.

Tell Mazzini that Orsini

no longer recognizes any master,

and will no longer let you judge

his speeches in advance.

He won't be an instrument

and speaker for other's ideas.

Mr. Bernard!

Good evening.

Let's sit here.

May I introduce another

Italian exile, Angelo Cammarota.

He fought in Rome.

Wonderful! It was generous of you

to bring champagne.

Thanks to you,

my conferences are crowded.

You deserve it,

you're the talk of the press.

Politicians, scholars,

artists feel honored

to be presented

to the mocker of Austria!

To Orsini!

To Italy!

I invited Francesco Crispi too,

I've heard he's very courageous.

Do you know him?

Not well, but I like him,

because he's Sicilian, determined

and you see him around,

not like the prophet,

who never shows his face.

They say Crispi

is faithful to Mazzini,

but I think he's smart enough

to understand

the cause needs new nourishment.

If the attacks on Napoleon III

keep failing...

It's important for it to succeed?

Certainly.

Napoleon III is the enemy

of Italian freedom

and supports governments

that keep Italy a slave.

If he falls, all nations,

starting with France,

will rise up

to free enslaved peoples,

your own being the first.

The one who dares to do this

will be Europe's glorious liberator,

the initiator of a new era.

Why don't you French try?

It's our duty now to state the truth.

The truth?

- What truth?

- The absolute truth.

On which the reasons

for all our actions depend,

all our gestures, everything.

I never thought

I'd hear religious talk here.

I don't mean God.

It's not necessary,

if a people doesn't feel

it holds the truth within itself,

it doesn't believe itself destined

to act in the name of this truth,

it will never be a great people.

A great people

will never accept a secondary role,

it must demand leadership.

That's what I mean,

the truth, not God.

What do you think about this?

I'd like to act with other Italians,

be led by an Italian hero.

- When did you last see Italy?

- Almost 10 years ago.

I fought in Lombardy in 1848,

then I became an exile,

working as a porter,

I've carried so many trunks!

Taking a few home with you too!

Yes, I spent six months in jail,

but a man like you

can understand these weaknesses.

- Alcohol, and women...

- I know how to fight!

The good of my country

is in my heart, nothing else.

- A slice of apple?

- Thank you.

I'm certain of your worth

and I'm grateful

for your consideration,

but I now intend

to follow a political strategy,

offering Cavour my services

for the Piedmont cause.

His king, Vittorio Emanuele,

may be worthy of trust.

Your choice is quite surprising.

Aren't you a republican?

My unalterable principles

are republican,

but it's time to push Piedmont

out of its indecision.

How will you contact Cavour?

I've already written to him.

The revolution of peoples

is losing a saint.

Perhaps the greatest.

Perhaps the last.

Get out!

Cavour is right,

you're a bunch of fanatics.

Dangerous, ferocious,

fanatical murderers.

Dismal imbeciles.

- Mr. Gallenga.

- Who are you?

I saw you at the Worcell's

and followed you.

I've finally found you.

What do you want from me?

- Did Mazzini send you?

- I don't want to talk about him.

Not directly at least.

May I come in?

My name's Angelo Cammarota,

but that means nothing to you.

I don't know why, in your book,

you confessed

you wanted, as a youth, to attempt

the life of King Carlo Alberto.

The love for truth, that's why.

See how I've been re-paid?

I had to leave Parliament

and Piedmont.

All this for

having served the country,

I've scandalized.

Hypocrisy reigns supreme among us.

In those years it was known that

among the ranks of Giovine Italia

some wanted to kill Carlo Alberto.

Now that I've written it,

this old story

is a scandal, it's all the talk,

it's become a national case.

But I'm a journalist,

a well-known writer.

Maybe you wrote it

because you hate Mazzini

and wanted to strike him

in some way.

Why do you say that?

I wrote him for years,

loyally expressing my disagreement.

He never replied.

It's not bad to change your mind.

Those who believe

in the unity of Italy

have stopped professing

to be republicans and conspiring.

Don't worry,

I hate him too, that Mazzini.

He stabbed Italy in the heart.

He's a clown, a coward.

I remember him well.

A few days after the fall

of the Roman Republic

he was in Geneva,

eating with gusto at the "Balance".

You know how many men

he had sacrifice their lives?

And what did he do?

The courage to take

from its precious holster

that gun, the gift

of some rich English woman,

is something he's never had.

You talk very well,

but a bit too much, Mr. Gallenga.

I won't ask why you extinguished

in your heart, that firm decision,

although it's a mystery to me

and a deep pain.

Your conscience bears the failure

of the insurrection in Savoy.

What are you saying?

You're crazy, it's something

from 30 years ago.

- The insurrection...

- Ended in a bloodbath.

But it's not what I want to discuss.

Tell me about the betrayal

of Salvatore Tambasco.

Who's he?

Salvatore Tambasco.

Don't pretend not to remember.

I don't know

what betrayal you mean.

It's an old story,

he died many years ago.

I won't allow you to let another

I want you to say how

Salvatore Tambasco betrayed

as we were preparing

the insurrection in Savoy.

He was simply appointed

to receive a dagger from Mazzini.

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